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Emma appeared like an angelEmma fell like rainInto my lap, like a heart attackLike the lightning from her nameI?m running dry of bad excusesDon?t wanna lie or seem intrusiveBut time hasn't told me anythingAnd neither has she

A poinsettia in poison rainTwenty-two local rips of an injuryWashed her down the drainWith one silver bullet and two VicodinAnd two Vicodin